Chapter Three
Eddie's P.O.V.
That hand wasn't just any hand. It was Nina Martin's hand. Amber screamed. Fabian didn't do anthing though. He looked like he was hyperventilating. His skin color went from a normal color to a freaking vampire color. Pure snow white. He was absolutely still. His eyes were bulging out of his head. His mouth was in a straight line.
"Fabian?" Patricia asked, her voice shaking. He didn't answer. K.T climbed over me and took Fabian's pulse. She had to try it a few times but she found it. She checked to see if he was breathing. She ran over and got some water and tried to give it to him. He didn't do anything.
"He's in shock. The hyperventilating, skin color, facial expression, eyes, movement, he isn't coming outta this for awhile." K.T finally said.
"We have to tell someone that she was murdered! And sending us death threats!" Jerome yelled.
"NO! We tell NO ONE! Just tell Trudy that Fabian's in shock K.T. He has to go to the hospital. We tell nobody about this. When it gets worse then we'll say something. Got it?" I said putting everything back into the envelope.
"How can anything get worse than this!?" Jerome yelled.
"Trust me. In this house, it can." I said. K.T ran and got Trudy. A few minutes later Trudy was calling 9-1-1.
I couldn't sleep that night; knowing I was in this bed and Fabian was in a hospital bed and Nina's hand was in an envelope in my dresser. Why would some sicko put Nina's hand in a jewelry box? Who was the sicko? They went by the name of "C". I tried to think of someone who's name started with a C. I thought of a bunch of names but one I knew was her. Caroline Denby. Caroline had a sister. She posed as her sister though. Beloved? Yeah right. Caroline hated us too. She had a motive, and all the details added up. Miss Caroline Denby murdered Nina Martin.